Xavier sniffled. The hot chili sauce that he put in his soup caused his sinuses to overreact. He took a tissue from the box on the counter, next to the urinal to blow his nose as he stood and emptied his bladder.
He closed his eyes for a moment and thought about the conversation he had earlier with Jake.
Goddammit Jake, why? Why’d you take that job?
He felt the draft coming through the partially cracked window. He shook his head. Now he also had to worry about his tie-dye loving little brother growing pot in Washington state! He flushed the urinal after he stepped away to make sure no splash got onto his slacks, washed his hands then headed to exit. He turned off the lights but he felt his nose itch and turned to grab another tissue.
Moving lights outside caught his attention and he in
